Flu season.
it was this long dream
during it I got up
cranky
took off a sweat soaked
pink flannelette pyjama
I was at a workshop
in Dungog and with my son
his girlfriend and these others
who peeped like stage props
through the old boards of the
community hall
I left ten minutes earlier
than the bus that held the others
my wheelchair
took on the back roads with
great vigour in the elbows which
before I went to bed
had been ablaze with hives
somewhere around Maitland
I got stuck
in a
tunnel some
small kids
helped me out
two ladies explained
the cupola of the vast
Italian chapel and I thought
I’ll never make it home
...
ReplyDeletealways nice when you can slip back into the dream
and always nice when you can slip out of it
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